Well, that all depends on what you're cooking! Heh. And why aren't you jumping directly into the shower after you strip, ya nasty? Then you could make breakfast naked and clean, and serve it to Mrs. Fab in bed. Woo hoo!

Yes, it does a lot for me. I hope you are making anchovies and eggs too. With a slab of liver and onions on the side. That would be hot. Then, make sure you drizzle some pancake syrup under your armpits. Make those farting noises. You know, those big suction like sounds? I love that. It's like a mating call.

Yes. It's a huge turn on. Much better than the standard morning wood I see around this place.

No, but only because you're in the wrong kitchen. For it to do me again good, I mean. [insert frantic backpedaling here] Because obviously, you're in the right kitchen if it's the one you share with Mrs. Fab, and...

It doesn't take much to turn me on nowadays Mr. Fab- No dating remember? Besides, until I find your clone, a single clone that is, no one will be good enough. You've raised the bar my dear...Unless CP switched teams and takes me with her ;).

About Me

Name:Mr. Fabulous

Location:Gainesville, Florida, United States

Just a collection of samplings from the cluttered mind of someone who has managed to get into his 40's without really growing up. You won't find anything profound here. In the immortal words of Edie Brickell "Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep". Indeed. She was so wise. It's a shame she died so young. Edie, we hardly knew ye. What? She's not dead? Well, her career is.